The way I came back wasn't right

Su Zejin lay on the bed and didn't want to get up.

This is an experience that I have never experienced before, whether it is Jiang Junguo leaving when he was five years old, or the first day in a foreign country, or being frustrated in his career, or just waking up from a car accident, or after encountering the shadow of childhood...even When he knew that his father killed his mother, he never had this idea.

In his feeling, not wanting to get up means escaping and surrendering.

He was never willing to put those two words on himself.

But after meeting Jiang Junguo yesterday, and knowing Jiang Junguo's real thoughts from the side yesterday, he suddenly felt that things were actually a little absurd.

His mother didn't have to die.

Not everyone has the determination and courage to kill.Jiang Junguo's statement about the past is almost the same as Shen Huaiyi's conjecture at that time, but in his feeling, what Jiang Junguo is telling is the truth, and not many people can conceive a lie that can withstand scrutiny when they are almost insane .

Jiang Junguo said that he was cheating because his head was not clear for a while, and he believed that he had already given Lin Meijun money to let her leave for an abortion.

When Jiang Junguo faced Lin Meijun, a woman who was far inferior to Su Xiaxi, the fact that he had not cheated in the past 21 years was enough to prove everything.

Jiang Junguo also said that he also said that Su Xiaxi had a mental problem, and he believed it because he saw his mother's resentful expression when facing Jiang Junguo's photo.

Jiang Junguo also said that he wanted to leave but Su Xiaxi insisted on staying. He didn't want to believe it, but he had to believe it.Otherwise, there is no way to explain why Jiang Junguo had a perfect alibi on the day of Su Xiaxi's death.

His mother... what kind of person is she?

She is beautiful, smart, vain, and perhaps innocent.

Jiang Junguo cheated on someone far inferior to her, which was a double insult to her emotionally and intellectually.

Perhaps at the last moment, she was still thinking about how to torture Jiang Junguo.

But the next moment, she died.

At the last moment before she died, did she have time to think about anything else?Think about the sun that rises every day, think about the waves of flowers blooming on the grass, think about the breeze blowing from a distance, think about her old father, think about her young son, think about her Should have had a long, long life.

Maybe she didn't have time to think about anything.

Just like when he was facing death, the darkness covered his head like a tide in the blink of an eye.

Murder is unforgivable.

But the truth hidden in the gap of time, in many cases, is not as clear as people expected.

"Does it hurt?" A low voice came into the eardrums, followed by a cold towel touching his forehead.

Su Zejin turned his gaze fixed on the ceiling a little, and saw Shen Huaiyi sitting by the bed, adjusting the ice towel on his head, and wiping the sweat on his neck and back with a clean cloth.

Su Zejin moved a bit: "This is?"

Shen Huai pressed his shoulder: "I just took a look at the thermometer, you've burned to 38.5°, don't move around, take a good rest."

"So I have a fever? I said why I don't want to move at all." Su Zejin said depressedly, but it was not just depressed that she was sick: "Can you chat with me?"

"I'll watch you here if you don't tell me," Shen Huai smiled, "What do you want to say?"

Su Zejin sighed: "I don't know, my head is quite messed up..."

"About Jiang Junguo?" Shen Huai made a suggestion.

Su Zejin shook his head: "No need for this, I have thought about this clearly."

"Hmm..." Shen Huai pondered for a while, "Then let's talk about the past."

"The past?" Su Zejin repeated.

"Well," Shen Huai nodded, "your past, or my past."

Su Zejin, who was lying on the bed, thought about this proposal seriously, and then he suddenly pulled out a deck of cards from the bedside cabinet with his backhand.

"..." Shen Huaiyi swore with his own name that he didn't know when the poker ran into his nightstand at home.

Then Su Zejin straightened his back and sat up from the bed, but did not let the towel on his forehead fall off, but moved it up with his hands, and then said with the towel on his back: "Good idea! Okay, let's play cards , the loser will listen to the other party's story of the past!"

"Why is the loser listening to the other party's story about the past?" Shen Huaiyi asked, "Also, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

After lying down for half an hour, Su Zejin almost came back to life. He said nonchalantly, "Come on, it's just a small cold. How long will I have to lie in bed as if I were dead? I mainly think that the loser should suppress his inclinations." Desire, isn't it?"

"38.5° is not considered a minor cold." Shen Huai corrected it from a doctor's point of view, and then he said, "How are you going to play?"

"Let me think about how two-player poker is played." Su Zejin raised his head and thought for a while, then he lowered his head and said to Shen Huaiyi, "Turtle?"

Shen Huai blinked.

In the next second, he nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

Su Zejin also guessed without hesitation: "Shen Huai?"

The person who was guessed right was really surprised: "Hey, your senses are really so sharp? Do you really have something like a celestial eye?"

"I really don't have the eyes of the sky. I just completed the intimate union of soul and body with both of you." Su Zejin said angrily. When facing Shen Huaiyi, he can be shameless in bed, and he is usually very serious. But when facing Shen Huai, he will never feel that his shamelessness is shameless, and he can even say it out of the box... It really is a mystery!

Shen Huai gave two 'tsk tsk' regretfully, but he didn't know what he was tsk tsk.

Su Zejin looked at the person who was still sitting in front of him, the ladle hadn't been changed but the inner core had been changed, and he felt rather uncomfortable: "You think Shen Huai really thinks I'm so boring?"

"Don't keep ignoring my feelings." Shen Huai said, grabbed the cards in Su Zejin's hand and started to draw the turtles.

"How do you say that?"

"You can think about it this way," Shen Huai said solemnly, "It's not that he thinks what you're doing is boring, it's that I think what you're doing is interesting, so I'll talk to him and I'll come out, you understand ?"

"I understand, I understand," Su Zejin took the cards, "but tell the truth, is it you who find it interesting, or he who finds it boring, or whether you find it interesting and he finds it boring?"

"Huh," Shen Huai also picked up the cards, "I haven't seen you for a few days, how come you've become smarter."

"I'm not always shrewd!" Su Zejin angrily threw out a card.

"It's just a chatter..." Shen Huai said.

"Bullshit!"

"No!"

"Where am I talking?"

"Where are you not talking?"

"From the beginning to the end, it proves that I am cool, handsome, domineering and domineering!"

"From the beginning to the end, it just proves that you are a little expert at making complaints..."

"Aha!" Shen Huai lifted his spirits, "I won, a good start!"

Talking about losing, Su had no choice but to suppress his desire to confide in regret, but when he acted like he was listening attentively, he suddenly had an idea, and said to Shen Huai seriously: "Wait!"

"how?"

"Unilateral bets cannot last long, we have to have exchanges." Su Zejin said.

"meaning is?"

"I lose and listen to you, but I can kiss you!" Su Zejin's shamelessness was just about to push the lower limit.

"in turn?"

"I won, you listen to me, but you can give me a kiss~" The ending sound was raised, la la la!

"Good idea!" Shen Huai made a decision! "Come on, daughter-in-law, kiss yourself."

"A doctor, a scholar~~" Su Zejin said happily, and then kissed Shen Huai's... the back of his hand.

Who made him catch a cold? _(:з」∠)_

Shen Huai wiped the back of his hand contentedly, and began to sort out the past stories: "I'm thinking about what to say...Speaking of it, do you know what happened after I tied you up?"

"The development of the matter refers to before you were sent abroad after returning home?" Su Zejin asked.

"Yes."

"I never know."

"Oh." The hair on Shen Huai's head was all wilted, "I always thought that I had already fallen asleep and told you something, didn't I?"

"It's absolutely not," Su Zejin said, "but it may be because I was not online at that time. It means that I didn't synchronize with your dreaming frequency."

This explanation slightly restored Shen Huai's interest in talking about it.

Shen Huai said: "Then let me tell you now, when the school administrator notified your family to pick you up, my family also came. When you returned home, I also returned home, but when you were resting, I'm tied up..."

"what!?"

"Restricted to the sofa." Shen Huai corrected his adjective, he said angrily, "Don't interrupt, I'm still talking."

"Keep going."

"Well, they sat around the round table one by one and had a meeting, one by one, and the central idea was how to solve my crooked spirit and thinking, and what learning path to follow... Then I watched the shadows on their faces keep shaking , I kindly told them that all the ghosts from the underworld have taken over their bodies and controlled their thoughts..."

"and then?"

"And then I got punched."

"...Hahahahahaha!" Su Zejin burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Huai asked dissatisfied.

Su Zejin said: "Probably... #知道你不好我就安心了#, #知道你不好是天白# so?"

"Come again!" Shen Huai angrily asked Su Zejin to shuffle the cards.

After another set, Su Zejin changed his luck and won, and Shen Huai also slapped, and kissed Su Zejin's... on the back of his hand.

Who made Su Zejin catch a cold? _(:з」∠)_

Round after round, the two of them played very casually, but today Shen Huai was a little luckier, almost two-thirds of the time it was his turn to tell stories, and when the person with the last cold fell asleep leaning on the pillow, he stood I got up, picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom, changed another cold one, cleaned up the playing cards all over the bed, covered the sleeping person with a quilt, and then left the bedroom.

The guests have been waiting on the first floor for a long time.

Standing in the corridor, Shen Huai looked down condescendingly, and was meeting the eyes of the person sitting on the sofa.

He slightly bent his finger holding the poker, and the poker was scattered down from the second floor like a goddess scattering flowers.

He smiled and asked the guests who stood up and walked over: "Guess which one is the ghost?"

The guest came to the floor where the poker was scattered, bent down to draw the cards face down, and then directly turned them over to Shen Huai for a look.

The little ghost gave Shen Huai a funny smile.

The hell with the flop.